Two days earlier
*** Fourth POV ***
I had nothing better to do that evening, so I went for a walk outside the Institute. We don't usually live here permanently, we also have our own houses or apartments in the non-magical world. I also have a small apartment close to my agency that I work for. I am an actor purely as a hobby, although I have always dreamed of becoming a racing driver. Saying goodbye to this dream was really painful for me, but I quickly realized that life rarely gives us what we want or even need. We don't get opportunities that could help us fulfill our dreams. It's true that my cousin, P'First Kanaphan, says that you have to create your own opportunities.
Well... I don't know how I could become a racing driver without money and family support.
I don't have parents, I don't even know, I don't remember what they were like. Me and Tu live in a foster family. Even though we are both adults, Tu still helps our adoptive parents.
And that's what I was thinking about that evening as I leisurely strolled through the streets of Bangkok. Even though it was a huge city, I knew my neighborhood perfectly. Professor Earth secretly gave me a stele with which, in case of danger, I could draw the appropriate rune on my hand to summon someone from the Institute to help. P'Earth forbade me to tell anyone about this. This was a clear violation of the rules, students who had not undergone the ceremony of awarding runes and being officially accepted into the Order of the Knights of Light had no right to use the stele.
I smiled, glad that none of my friends saw me. I looked around and then I saw him.
I wasn't particularly looking out for him, I didn't really care about him, and I ignored my friends' stupid jokes, but it was hard not to notice him. He is tall, often taller than most ordinary people, and he has this aura around him that, despite his mean nature, attracts people to him. I won't be surprised if, by some twist of fate, the Knights of Light end up voting for him. He is rude, yes, but I know he would fight for his people and defend them.I didn't hesitate too long and followed him, wondering where he was going in such a hurry.
Gemini walking in front of me suddenly stopped and looked around. I turned my back so he wouldn't see me, and I guess it worked, because when I looked at him again a moment later, he was still walking forward.
A few minutes later we arrived. When I realized where Gem had led me (due to my own stupidity and curiosity), I wanted to turn back, but I was already standing in a line of young people eager to get inside the building.Gemini had already passed through the gate, greeting the security guard, and I had no choice but to blend in with the crowd and continue to watch him. Fortunately, I was wearing my favorite, comfortable outfit, a white T-shirt with some print and dark jeans with holes, as well as an earring with a snake only in my right ear and a silver chain with a pendant made of amber, in which a small insect had been sunk thousands of years ago.
Apparently I somehow fit in with the people who frequented this place, because the black-suited security guard just glanced at me and let me in without a word.
When I crossed the threshold, it turned out that this place must have been one of those more expensive bars where you can drink good drinks, dance with strangers, or even...
No, I didn't even want to think about that.
Finding Norawit wasn't difficult.
He was sitting comfortably on a large, dark blue plush sofa, sipping a drink. A moment later, a woman with dyed blonde hair joined him and started touching him in a way that I didn't like at all. I knew from the look on Gemini's face that he must have felt just as terrible about this, and the drink he was sipping was probably intended to help him not feel anything.
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My Dearest Enemy - GeminiFourth AU
FanfictieGemini Norawit knows only two things: that he wants to become a king of Magical World and that he absobulety hates Fourth Nattawat. They have to compete against each other to win a crown. But what if one of them is only pretending to be someone else...